SPOILED ROTTEN || SAIDA

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>please be careful reading this if youre fasting this month. actually, i'd recommend just skipping it entirely.<

Sana's desk chair was huge. At least, it felt huge when Dahyun sat in it.

The Japanese woman was in a meeting at the moment and Dahyun had gotten out of her classes earlier than expected. After deciding to give Sana a surprise visit, she found out that the woman was caught in meetings and would only have a few short breaks in between.

So now, of course, Dahyun was getting needy.

She dumped her bag down onto the couch and strolled over to Sana's desk. She thought back to a few months ago when she was afraid to even approach the desk; now she was flopping down onto Sana's chair as if it was hers.

Well, Sana was hers so it was close enough.

She swung herself around in the chair, huffing in annoyance. She knew that Sana had meetings to attend but she couldn't stop from feeling pouty.

Dahyun glanced at Sana's desk, searching for something to fiddle with. She saw a fountain pen, a small potted plant that Dahyun had bought her and some folders Dahyun didn't care for. That's when her eyes landed on a framed photograph.

Upon closer inspection, Dahyun's heart melted. It was an old family photo of what Dahyun assumed was the Minatozaki family. Sana was fairly young there, probably around the same age as Dahyun, and she was sandwiched between her parents who beamed at the camera. They looked so happy that Dahyun was touched.

"You're getting bold."

Dahyun jumped and yelped in surprise. She looked up and there was Sana, walking towards her with a small smirk. She slipped off her blazer and dumped it on the couch before loosening her tie.

"That chair doesn't belong to you, does it?" Sana asked, still smirking.

Dahyun swallowed and said, "And who's going to remove me?"

The office grew quiet. At this moment, Dahyun's mind was screaming at her to abort mission. What was she doing, trying to push Sana's buttons?

A bark of laughter caught Dahyun's attention. It was Sana, who then said, "God, you're refreshing after a long day of meetings."

And so Dahyun was reduced to a blushing mess that had to avoid Sana's eye contact. She wasn't sure how she could go from a bratty sugar baby in one moment to a blushing church girl the next.

Dahyun hopped up from the chair and practically bounced into Sana's arms. The Japanese woman happily accepted her. They pulled away but Dahyun wasn't satisfied; she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Sana's.

Sana must've been surprised because she didn't kiss back. Dahyun took that brief moment to nibble on Sana's bottom lip before pulling away. Sana looked at her with wide eyes and Dahyun only giggled in response.

"I don't know what's gotten into you today," Sana said, gripping her waist, "but I can't say I'm not thoroughly enjoying it."

After that, she peppered kisses against Dahyun's neck. Dahyun threaded her fingers through Sana's hair and leaned her head back, giving her more access. In a moment, Sana had Dahyun leaning against her desk as she kissed along her neck.

Now that was the kind of attention Dahyun wanted.

Suddenly, Sana pulled away. Dahyun whined at the loss of contact but Sana only grinned at her.

"I'm going to be busy tonight, kitten." Sana said, "There's a work dinner that I'm required to attend."

Dahyun pouted at this. The one time that Dahyun was craving attention and Sana couldn't be there to satisfy her. She didn't blame Sana, of course, she was just feeling needy.